Coming to a Nursery Near You

Archive for August, 2006

So I’m driving down this side street on Saturday morning, on the way to a yard sale and I feel that oh so familiar, yet foreign kinda feeling of the butterflies on parade in my belly. My hand falls to my belly and I think… whoa… really? already?

I tell hubby and he says “no way.. too early” because, you know.. HE’s an expert on pregnancy.

So I explain that no it’s not too early, the baby’s like 4 inches big – let’s put a 4 inch fish in your belly and see if you notice

Anyways, I waited for more, but of course, nada.

Then last night, after having a few sips of hot cocoa at a fair, Sproud decided to let me know that he/she liked the rather icky hot cocoa but giving a nice, no doubt about it kick. YAY! So it’s officially, officially official now

We have a baby webpage here at Babies Online that has some cute sort of facts. Stop by and sign the pathetic, empty guestbook LOL

Hubby didn’t 100% believe that I am really, REALLY pregnant. All we’d seen, other than nausea, ridiculous appetite, 2 inches gained in my boobs IN 3 WEEKS, poor sleeping habits, expanded waistline, did I mention nausea – was a couple of positive pee-on-the stick tests. Until he saw or heard said child, he wasn’t 100% positive that there really WAS a child. He thought it might be an hysterical pregnancy (like I wasn’t hysterical enough when I found out?). So today, we got the official OFFICIAL sign that there’s an actual living child growing within the walls of my … well, you know.

We showed up with bladder full, stomach DREADFULLY empty, promptly at 9:30. Within a few minutes, we were brought in and I asked the tech if he would pLEASE do the baby first, so I could PEEEEEEE. He mercifully agreed. Hop up on the table, smear the goo on me, and voila, there’s baby. Looking like, I swear to you, A JUMBO SHRIMP. LOL Ok, one view did anyways. He showed us the head, the body – and I could see one teeny, tiny hand waving.

Tears come when he turns on the sound and gives us what we’ve been waiting for, a heartbeat.

Wow, what a feeling. Even after having so many other ultrasounds with my other two, the feelings are so immense. The relief SO intense. To know that he/she’s in there, and from what we can see, OK – wonderful relief.

My son notices I’m crying; he doesn’t understand the awful things that have been going through my mind. The term “Blighted ovum” , which in itself sounds scary, was foremost in my mind. So yeah, I felt 1000% better, and my tears showed it.

Hubby is now convinced. I’m now convinced.

We came home and hubby had to go back to work. My son wants to call my mom, so he does – and cries when announcing it’s REALLY true, nannie – I’m gonna be a big brother again.

What a day.

Oh – you’ll note the absence of any ultrasound pics. The damned printer was out of order.

So, we went today to the first of many prenatal appointments. Got checked from head to toes, basically, which of course, sucks. But everything is fine.

Except the fact that the lpn. says she thinks I feel “bigger” than 13 weeks… more like 16 weeks. HUH?

Oh, and when she palpated (I hate that word) my abdomen, it hurt like hell – not where the bayb is, but up where ya know… your gizzard is and what not. So tomorrow morning, it’s off to the ultrasound department to find out what the hell that’s all about.

Oh, and the stubborn FETUS, because it’s definitely one of mine, wouldn’t cooperate and let us hear him/her/it on the doppler, so I also get to SEE him/her/it tomorrow too.

So the nurse calls me with the time for the ultrasounds and says “Now remember, nothing to eat or drink after midnight, and you have to arrive with a full bladder”.

Uhhhh

How am I supposed to have a full bladder if I can’t drink?

Well, I think what she was basically telling me was that I couldn’t PEE either. I said sorry, uhhuh that ain’t gonna happen. I get up like 3-4 times a night to pee. IF I don’t pee, you know what happens? My bladder bursts. OR

I PEE THE BED

or the car

or the ultrasound lobby

You name it LOL

She called the hospital back for clarification. They ok’d me to have water. Big of them, eh? I hate hate hate having to do this – I don’t have the intestinal fortitude to do this… well, I apparently DO but ya know, it HURTS!!

SO tomorrow, you’ll all get those goofy ultrasound picturs to say “what the hell is that?” and I’ll lovingly point out it’s head/feet/butt/whatever it shows us LOL

Aren’t you GLAD you come here?